Chapter 12

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             As nervous as I was sitting there in my truck with Noah beside me, I couldn't help but feel like I was the luckiest dude in the world. I'd never felt that way about any of the dudes I'd been with before I met Noah. Those few casual hookups were just that; casual hookups. With Noah, it was like I'd found the one person that helped me feel like me. I always felt like I could be myself around him and he wouldn't judge me. I hoped that he felt the same way whenever he was around me.

            "This movie is such an original," he said before taking a quick sip from his cup of Pepsi. "I swear it never gets old."

            "Yeah," I agreed. "Look, it's the part where they find out the little girl is a zombie."

            While he was fixated on the scene, I took advantage and put my arm around him. I knew he'd notice but I wasn't expecting him to turn and look at me. He only looked at me for a quick second though. He refocused on the movie and I did, too. I kept my arm around him for the rest of the movie and when it was over, we started kissing. His lips seemed to get sweeter each time I kissed them. As usual, my dick got hard but this time he placed his hand on my lap and when my dick jumped in my sweatpants, he felt it.

            "Whoa," he said, pulling back.

            "I'm sorry," I told him. "I can't help it. I get like this every time I kiss you. Shit, sometimes it gets like that even when we don't kiss. Do you remember that day I started coughing really bad at the rec center?"

            "Yeah."

            "I got a boner and I didn't want you to see it."

            He giggled and confessed, "I've gotten caught up looking at you a few times, but as you know, I wasn't one hundred percent sure you were into me. I can usually control myself in public though. I mean, it's easier when you've never done anything."

            When he said that, I got curious asked, "Have you ever...you know...played with yourself?"

            "You're gonna laugh at me; but no, I haven't."

            I remained serious as I told him, "It's okay to be inexperienced, Noah. There's nothing to be ashamed of. How many times do I gotta tell you that?"

            "My friends make it seem like I'm some alien. I must be the only person who has never masturbated."

            "I rarely do it myself."

            "Seriously?"

            "I haven't since I've been here visiting my family."

            "Well, of course you don't have to since you probably get so many girls and guys."

            "Is that what you think?"

            "Boy, that's what I know. Somebody as fine as you don't need to jackoff."

            "I don't get with that many people, Noah. I can actually name every dude and girl I've ever been with. I'm experienced but I'm not a sex fiend." I laughed as I started up the truck. "That's enough of that talk for now. You hungry?"

            "You know it. That popcorn did nothing but make me hungrier."

            "Let's go get something to eat then."

            I drove us to this restaurant he'd told me about where the workers bring your food out to your car on roller skates. I ordered us some cheeseburgers, curly fries and vanilla milkshakes. As I watched him eat, I found myself getting caught up in everything he did. The way he took small bites from his cheeseburger and wiped his mouth after each bite was cute. The way he slurped on his straw was sexy as hell and turned me on. Even his little burps somehow sounded like music to my ears. What the hell was happening to me that night?

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